Chapter 67

　　Carina's POV -

　　I watched, mesmerized and uncomprehending. Abruptly, my bewilderment turned to fear as I realized the red dot was the laser beam from a telescopic sight. The assistant chief prosecutor was about to be murdered.

　　I jumped to my feet. "Get down!" I screamed. Drake launched himself at her. Too late, at the very moment he lunged forward, a large hole appeared where the light had rested.

　　There wasn't any sound, just a sharp crack of gunshot. She slumped gently forward onto the table, her life painfully snatched away. As Drake tumbled to the floor, there was a stunned silence.

　　A prosecution clerk let out a long harrowing scream as she saw bloody gore of the assistant chief prosecutor's pulverized face turn the pile of documents crimson. Her long harrowing scream was cut short by the sound of a heavy dull whomp.